Forgiven

Oct 17, 2012 13:19

Forgiven

If I'd thought you'd remember the words we'd spoken,
  call me the fool that I am when I'd chosen
To believe the promise given with a kiss, a smile
  To wish with fool's hope on the lie given with guile;
But it is broken, I am not, forgotten, I am not,
  So do not worry, it has passed.
Whatever has been, will be.
It is broken but I am not

--Tharkny A. Raznic
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